susan bones is alone again

Attention Male Ministry Employees

- My name is Susan or Bones, not Sweetheart, Sweetcheeks, Doll or any thing like that.
- I will not get your coffee simply because I'm a woman.
- Stop looking at my tits. I know they are lovely, but I have a face.
- If you make comments when I pass you about my arse I will hex or hit you.
- Having breasts does not make me less intelligent than you.
- No, I do not want to have sex with you. Ever.


In other news.. I have a blind date tonight with my neighbor's grandson. Lovely.

The entire Ministry smells like evergreen. I've been sneezing for days.

[Hexed to Hannah and Wayne]
I'm sure you are doing Christmas stuff with your families, but could we maybe have a Puff get together before then? I'll take care of everything, you just have to show up.

[Hexed Private]
Spending Christmas alone is my least favorite thing in the world.

Right. So that happened the same way twice.

At least I won't be dumb enough to try it again. I hope.

Does anyone want to go out? I don't want to be home.

December 15th will be my last day with the Auror department.

I've accepted a promotion and starting December 16th I will be Junior Secretary to the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot.

I can't help but think of what my Aunt and Father would say. I imagine they'd be proud of me.

[Hexed Private, Viewable by Puff Girls]
Maybe if he could be so excited to see me when he was sober I'd be more willing to drop what I'm doing and go see him. But, no. He's drunk. He's drunk and now that he's drunk he's all ready to spend time with me without being cranky.

And I asked him to move into my house.

I'm an idiot. A huge, giant, incredibly dumb idiot.

The only thing keeping me going is obligation.

[Hexed Private]
I'm pretty sure that the only person who would notice me missing would be Eddie at this point. And that's only because he shares a bed with me. But I'm pretty sure he'd get over my absence quickly enough.

It just seems so pointless anymore. It's like I'm settling for mediocrity. My job is good enough. My boyfriend likes me well enough. My entire like is just... well enough.

Fantastic. My Auntie is rolling over in her grave right now.

[Hexed to Ministry Employees]

Anyone else think our jobs are about to get WAY worse? Regardless of what side of the proverbial fence you reside on, a sudden change in leadership is going to be a horrific mess.

Ever have the sort of day when you realize how much you'd like to quit the job you've spent your entire life workings towards getting?

Me too.

[Hexed to Eddie]
Do you want to go to this gala thing? I mean.. I have to go. But, um, do you want to be my date?

Breaking your fingers during a training exercise is a sure fire way to have a horrible day. Thank Merlin for magic, but they are still tender and sore and I can barely make a fist. Though I suppose people are a bit safer since I can't punch anything at the moment.

Gods, I miss my friends.

Well, looks like I'll be living at the Ministry for awhile. Not that I mind, of course. If anyone has anything useful to add to the investigation, please be sure to use the proper channels. The Ministry of Magic does not encourage anyone to rush off and attempt to retrieve those who have gone missing. It is safer for all parties involved if you first contact an Auror and allow them to do their job. Now if all our Aurors could think that clearly we'd be set.

[Hexed to Eddie]
Going to be at the Ministry until I pass out. Sorry. Everyone is working to get these three people back.

Though I swear, I don't think people would be working this hard if they weren't "important people". Maybe that's just me being a cynic.

I did not want to leave my house this morning.

[Hexed Private]

This is the dumbest thing I've ever done.

I think the only dress I own is my funeral dress.

I wonder how much longer till I have to wear it again.

[Private to Self]
Do not go to his flat. Do not go to his flat. Do not go to his flat.

My condolences to the Malfoy Family.

[Hexed Private, Viewable by friends]
I don't really care about Draco Malfoy, but I remember what it's like. The stares people gave you once they knew your family had been killed. The lingering whispers that follow you from place to place. It's not right. No one should have to go through this.

I thought this was over.

Maybe my time is running out sooner than I thought.

There's nothing better than coming off of a twelve hour shift to find a pipe burst in your kitchen.

Fucking hell.

( Only The Weak Are Quiet )